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I'm a giant in a world that makes me feel small
Like none of the things I said filled the spaces around you
There's nothing I can do and nothing I want to when making this feel right feels so wrong
I write the same song just a different time another place
Another day I threw away
Overthinking all the shit that can never change

I'm coming to terms with the fact that there's not much left of you that I miss
You weren't there to begin with
And maybe today is about time I realise
That you don't mean a thing you say
And you don't know a fucking thing about me

I'm a ghost in a world that made me feel so real
But I was too numb to conceal it
Remove all of these artificial feelings
I watched two years pass me staring up at the ceiling

I've drawn this dotted line a thousand times
This ink runs dry
But I can't get you out of the picture
You are the thief who took the best of me

I'm coming to terms with the fact that there's not much left of you that I miss
You weren't there to begin with
And maybe today is about time I realise
That you don't mean a thing you say
And you don't a fucking thing
And you don't know a fucking thing about me

We never quite got this right
I'm fine by myself tonight
By morning that'll be a lie

We never quite got this right
I'm fine by myself tonight

Two years to the day spent away from myself

I'm coming to terms with the fact that there's not much left of you that I miss
You weren't there to begin with
And maybe today is about time I realise
That you don't mean a thing you say
And you don't a fucking thing
And you don't know a fucking thing about me

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